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Written by MK23_Sysop
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Tuesday, 31 October 2006 |
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[...]Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead,
bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay
crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained
gently behind him on the mild morning air. [...]
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Last Updated ( Saturday, 29 December 2007 )
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